The Place That’s In Our Thoughts
The forgettable place,
Of child-like waste, they say.
Grown to think like an adult,
We forget that we are just dead weight.
Who says that jobs are Important.
Because soon we will waste away.
Whats important is what we have now,
so why would we not stay,
In the Island in the sky,
where the young at heart play.
Life is but an adventure,
an adventure everyday.
Where fantasy is reality,
and grown things will not bother,
We will not need our families,
our mothers, nor our fathers.
So lets think one more time,
about the life that we now have.
To go home? To move on?
Or to stay where adults can’t,
ruin what we have,
with their stupid bogus rants.
So, The place I wish I could stay,
is the place that I can not.
So, it looks like the Island in the sky,
will stay the place that’s in our thoughts.
- K.T. LeKites